"I know your biscuits are different but it just looks weird, mate." Hobie looked at the substance again. American Gravy didn't seem to look right. "Why's it grey?" a beat "it's like a bird's gone and shat on your plate." was that insulting? "No offense." he added.
Cindy was mid-chew when she just had to pause to look back up at the other man sitting across from her. "Uh... 'scuse me?" She paused to glance down at her food again before furrowing her brows. "Well what does gravy look like where you're from?"
















